*peeks out from behind a rock*
Uh...sorry it took so long? Like really, really, REALLY sorry?
Dedicated to Veritas for her awesomeness in helping me with weaponry stuff.
*insert confused spiralies above head*
Ordnance: weapons and other military supplies are referred to as ordnance.
It’s a war.
Two sides battling for their own survival, and the other’s destruction.
Both sides have ‘gods’.
Both sides have plans.
Both sides have generals.
Both sides have saboteurs.
Both sides have soldiers.
These things both sides have in common, but the one thing they truly share are their weapons.
Heaven has a Winchester, but Hell has one too.
Heaven has Dean, a righteous man with an angel on his shoulder.
Hell has Sam, a misguided boy with a demon in his ear.
Dean can win the war for Heaven, while Sam can win it for Hell.
Both sides have a Winchester as their greatest weapon, but any weapon can be faulty.
Because Heaven has Dean, for whom there is one priority above all others.
Because Hell has Sam, for whom one opinion is more important than all others combined.
Dean can lose the war for Heaven, while Sam can lose the war for Hell.
One side may win, but both brothers will always lose.
Prodigy: someone who shows an extraordinary natural ability at an early age.
John calls his boys prodigies. Never to them, but to any and every hunter that will listen to a proud father.
He talks about how Sam was reading at four and how Dean could hit a bullseye from thirty feet at seven.
He talks bout how Sam got straight A’s easy and how Dean could take apart and reassemble a SA-80 rifle in easily under 20 seconds.
John talks about Sam’s natural intelligence and how he got a full ride to Stanford.
John talks about Dean’s natural hunting ability and how he’s been one of the best hunters around since before he was eighteen.
John has always called his boys prodigies, but he’d be wrong.
Sam wasn’t born smart, he was taught and encouraged by Dean.
Dean wasn’t born a hunter, he was driven by his desire to protect Sam.
John thinks that his boys are prodigies because he sees the result.
John never saw the hours Dean spent teaching Sam to read.
John never saw the effort Sam put into his schoolwork to make Dean proud.
John never saw the hours, months, years, Dean spent training to protect Sam.
John never saw the injuries Dean sustained keeping his little brother safe.
John calls his boys prodigies because he sees the result.
He still remains blind as to how and why they chose to become that way.
Q...: you know what? I'm not going to tell you what the word is until the end. :D
“Ow! Watch what the fuck you’re doing!”
“Dean it needs to come out…”
“That doesn’t mean you have to yank it out!”
“I wasn’t yanking Dean, I was trying to slide it out gently.”
“Well good job there genius! I think you actually made it bleed more than it was already.”
“God Dean, I’m so sorry, this is all my fault. We can stop if you want.”
“…yeah, because this would so not cause a stir if we went out in public like this. Just be careful would you? It’s kinda tender back there…”
“You could bite on something if it makes it easier. I think there’s a pillow on the floor…”
“…that is so not funny.”
“Oh come on, it’s a little funny.”
“How would you like to be in my position Sammy?”
“Is that meant to be a threat?”
“Shut up and answer the question.”
“Uh…well, I guess it wouldn’t be too bad…if it was done properly.”
“What?! What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“Just that it can be very…relaxing and even pleasurable if performed properly. I hear it’s very popular in some places and it dates back for thousands of years.”
“…I cannot believe I’m related to a freak like you.”
“Takes one to know one jerk.”
“You know this is entirely your fault.”
“What? How is it my fault?”
“It was your goddamn puppy eyes that got me into this.”
“You’re actually blaming me for this?”
“You know it’s your fault. You’re the one who wanted to do it right then and there, regardless that we were already on a hunt.”
“My fault? This is my fault?”
“You deaf or something?”
“You didn’t seem to mind at the time Dean. You were very eager if I recall correctly.”
“…still your fault.”
“I wasn’t the one who wanted to rush in unprepared. I wasn’t the one who said “It’s okay Sammy, I can handle anything.” was I?”
“Oh shut up! How was I supposed to know that it was even possible to possess a porcupine?”
Quill: a porcupine’s quills are its spines.
And there you have it. Did I tease any Wincesters out there with 'Q'? I honestly didn't start off with the idea to do that! I had written about half of it and was reading over and thought "You know, if you didn't know what they were talking about...". And then my evil gutter mind tried to make itself known.
'R' is reversal. I have several ideas for it and THAT is the problem. I can't friggin choose!
You guys have any ideas? If one or more of you suggest something I was already thinking about I'll probably go with it.